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• Artiste: Bertoldi Brothers
• Titre: Lua
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It's not the Sun that burns But your eyes that give up They look, but stop seeing and curl up and dry It happens to the hands With the silver chains The redness is an indication But only eyes know it hurts Without these, we lose the touch of things But I can still sing Sing alone in silence No ecos and no noise and just one frequency in my head I can't even hear, the sunset rain cleansing the outside But do I know the grass is wet If I can't smell the green? Can I really know, if the drops don't sweat to me? Things are beggining to lose sense Oh, but I will taste the air In the red horizon winds Just when the Sun is going When day becomes night in seconds I wanted to taste your lips How can I know you are there, if my world is senseless? I just know... Perfection shows.